I've been aware of the typical traditional signs of the end of summer. A couple of weeks ago, I noticed that the days are getting shorter - it was dusk while we were eating dinner. The squirrels are busy, busy, busy. The leaves are changing colours. The farmer's market stalls have lots of squash and pumpkin and gourds. There were all the back-to-school sales and the dc started school again. So the change in seasons is not a secret or a surprise to me, yk?
But yesterday, an odd sign occurred to me when I was doing laundry. I noticed it was taking way longer than usual. It was the first time in months that I had to spend time matching up all the socks and hunting for strays. We're barefoot for most of the summer.
For some weird reason, it really brought home to me that it's fall and made me a little sad, or at least nostalgic.
Anyone else notice odd or untraditional - or maybe modern - signs of the seasonal change?